Retrospective Pt. I

So... there was a time when I couldn't walk, or even talk, maybe I could say a couple of words; I have that audio tape where my mom asks me to say "papá" and I can say it perfectly when I had around 15 or 16 months, then she asked me to say "agua" and I said "papá"... uhmm...

Anyway, there was a time when I used white shoes (before going to medicine school) but they coudln't do much for me because I needed that shit to walk... and the most important thing, I had no peircings, no scars, no bad feelings at all... I didn't even have teeth.

Maybe people can only live calm and happy when they have no teeth at all... I mean, by natural ways.

Love & Respect

Baby Mark